Lauren's PoV
I moaned loudly against her heated flesh as she released her hot liquid into my questing mouth. She tasted like no other. No, Camila was exquisite. She was very rare and I couldn't believe she was mine. I couldn't believe that I was the one she chose to experience this with. Her hands tugged hard in my hair every time I brushed her enlarge bundle of nerves with my never ceasing tongue.
"Fuck Camz," I growled, my own body needing some sort of release. Everything 'Camila' got me worked up and now that I've tasted the 'forbidden' I knew I'd be constantly craving her.
I drew myself up her body, dipping my face in her neck and inhaling the perspiration mixed with her wetness on my face and chuckled throatily. "You smell so fucking good Cabello," I murmured in a primal voice. "I could eat you all night."
Camila groaned loudly, her nails digging into my back as she thrust herself hard a few more times on my pounding fingers before she succumbed to another long lasting orgasm. She held me close as her muscles twitched around my fingers, her stomach quivering against mine, her mouth on me hard and heavy.
She rode out her climax with me as I held her, smoothing her hair back, kissing her clammy forehead before releasing my fingers from her with ease. She hissed as I stroked her clit a few times and finally having pity on her limp sexy body. I rolled off of her and draped my arm around her waist, cooing softly in her ear until her breathing slowed down.
"I can't feel my legs," she breathed hoarsely, chuckling herself. "I can't ... think." Her chocolate eyes came to focus on me as she grinned satisfied. "Damn Jauregui, if I knew it felt that good, I would've had you down there the first time."
My eyes widened at her remark but dipped my head, blushing slightly. "It's all Jaureguis skill baby," I winked and traced a few patterns on her tight abs, "are you," I bit my lip before bringing my eyes to her, "I mean, was that okay?"
Camila raised an eyebrow and curled her lips into a sexy grin. "Where exactly were you just now?" She teased and moved her body to drape over mine, her hair cascading around our heads.
"I just," I swallowed as her tongue licked my lips seductively, "I wanted to make sure you were o-" I groaned when her tongue slipped past my lips and she kissed me deeply.
"Less talk, more kissing," she breathed against my mouth, sliding her sweaty cool body against mine, igniting it back to life with flames of arousal.
I obeyed. Camila told me how high to jump; I didn't ask how high, I just did it.
Her hand whispered across the planes of my stomach. Fingers dancing across the slick skin as her mouth moved graciously along my neck. A moan erupted from her lips as she cupped my heated center.
"Jesus Camz," I growled as her fingers were greeted with the hot liquid of my desire. She wasn't taking her time with me, she could sense the urgency in my need.
"Baby," she moaned in my ear, teasing her fingers around my clit before they ventured to slide through my wet folds, "you feel so good," her hot breath washed over my cheek before capturing my lips in a slow, heart melting kiss. My hips lift involuntarily but when they did, Camila's fingers were inside me, stroking me, setting my lower belly on fire with the pending orgasm building rapidly.
"Camila!" I tore my lips away from her, tossing my head back. Her body prevented my back from arching and it created delicious waves, knowing I was held captive under her.
Lips and teeth marked me all the way down my chest where she settled on my nipples, licking, biting, and soothing the sensitive flesh. She painted wet kisses down my ribcage, my stomach, stopping to dip her tongue playfully in my navel before heading southwards. Her fingers kept moving at a slow pace, my body jerking with gentle force. My hands were tangled in her hair, just tangling themselves, nothing more, nothing less. I fought the urge to push her further down because I knew if she was ready, she'd simply leave her marking post on my stomach and investigate her curiosity herself.
I couldn't control my breathing or the noises that left my mouth. Her hair tickled my already highly sensitive skin and I was already feeling close to the edge. "Please," I growled, my body growing impatient.
Camila chuckled throatily as her head dipped lower, her tongue teasing the skin between crease of my pelvic area. My fingers clenched in her hair as she moved lower, gingerly taking my clit into her mouth, sucking slowly. "Oh sweet fuck," I moaned deep down. I could tell by the way her tongue moved, that she was simply just testing the 'waters'. It didn't take her long before her tongue slipped into me, replacing her fingers.
Camila groaned deeply, humming against my skin as she worked the muscle graciously inside me. I was all over the place when she finally pinned my hips to the bed and sucked hard on my clit, penetrating me with her fingers. I slammed my body up, riding out the extreme climatic sensation that was flowing thickly through my veins and muscles. I screamed her name, riding out the waves, panting and breathing heavily. Sweat dripped between us as she came up and kissed me soundly on the lips, whimpering as I bit her bottom lip, passionately kissing her.
We stayed like that for hours. Kissing, tasting, exploring, being Camila and Lauren. Or as Sofi would call us, Camren.
We made love until the sun rose through the windows and finally we fell asleep.
- - - -
"Lauren?!" I shot up in bed as I heard the horrific screech of my name.
"What?" I panicked and covered myself in case my psychotic cousin found us. I looked around desperately for the guy and only found my panicked stricken girlfriend frantically pulling on her track pants. "What are you doing?"
"I'm late!" Camila pulled at her hair and pointed to the alarm clock.
9:15am.
You call that sleeping in? It was a Saturday morning. There I was thinking she meant at least noon. Where the hell was my morning snuggles?
"You call that sleeping in?" I raised an eyebrow and pouted.
"Lauren!" Camila warned and threw on a shirt, gruffly grabbing her huge hockey bag. "Warm ups started fifteen minutes ago, I cannot believe we slept through the alarm."
Spastic Cabello was at it again. Pissed and sexy. Damn fine combination if you asked me.
"I'm sure they'll forgive you?" I smiled sweetly and patted the empty mattress beside me. "Come back to bed, please?"
Camila raised her eyebrow and snorted. "You think I'm going to miss a game over you?"
Well, why not?
"Um," I blushed and stood up, covering myself with the loose sheet that was kicked off by our feet in the heat of many moments. "I just wanted to see if you would."
Camila giggled and dropped her bag and wrapped her arms around my waist, kissing me softly. "If you want me too, I will." She pulled back and I could she was telling the truth.
I shook my head in a serious manner and pointed a finger at her. "You're too damn sexy on the ice to miss a game. When you get all pissed at another player, it really does things to me, you know, weird things." I cracked a grin and wiggled my eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh yea?" Camila's coy smile always made me weak in the knees. Her fingers ran against my breastbone before it grasped the sheet and tugged it away from my body, cupping my breasts in her hands. "Why don't you take a shower and meet me in the locker room fifteen minutes after the game." She whispered hotly in my ear as she squeezed the warm flesh while punctuating her words. One last kiss, Camila winked at me, scratched behind her ear and was out the door, leaving me standing naked in the middle of the hotel room.
A smirk pulled at my lips before I let out a loud happy squeal. My friends would kill me back home if they knew exactly how hard I fell for Camila. As I've mentioned, I didn't do commitment. Take Ally for example. She was there for me emotionally and mentally, but I was a very sexual person and she wasn't putting out.
I felt differently now that I've met Camila. If she were in Ally's shoes, I couldn't even think about cheating on her. No, I was in love and I'd die in a heart beat for her.
When I got into the shower, I noticed a note taped to the tiled wall.
Order your favourite dish for breakfast. My game starts at 9:45am, I'll be looking for you.
I love you, Lauren Michelle Jauregui.
Always,
Your Cabello ox
I was hopelessly in love. I'd go back home a different woman who truly understood the meaning of commitment and love.
Only thing was, B.C. didn't feel like home anymore.
Camila was my home now.